A/N : The Usual rant, tell me if ur following this fic, give me your feedback, Arigatou! I know this one's a little short, but hope y'all enjoy!
Disclaimer : Y'all know I didn't create Bleach. But in a sense, I do own it! XD
A dark, stormy night, Yamamoto, Genryuusai Shigekuni stood there, panting, his bare chest bloody. His Zanpakutou was drawn, it too was bloody, the blood dripping from it's tip to the ground, where two dead bodies lay in front of Yamamoto. The bodies of a snow white fox and one of a man. FLASH. A little boy crying. FLASH. A man and a beautiful woman is standing beside Yamamoto, (this seems to be before the first scene) they were the same people as the ones that laid dead in the first image.
"You don't need to dirty your hand Yamamoto-sama." The man said.
FLASH. The man is dead, the women dying,
"Gomen'nassai Yamamoto-sama…sayonara." The women uttered and died.
FLASH. Yamamoto, bare chested and bloodied, throws his head up and let out a roaring...laughter? as a crack of thunder proceeded a terrifying boom of thunder. FLASH. The body of the man rapidly decease into numerous shards of reiryoku and dissipated into the air leaving the snow white fox on the ground alone. Yamamoto walks forward to pick up the tiny fox body and swung it over his shoulder. FLASH. A boy is seen sobbing into his knees, tucked into his chest, Yamamoto came over and knelt down in front of him. A closer look reveals that the boy is a half-ling; half human, half fox.
"Gomen'nassai Choujirou, your parents are dead. Come, let me repay them."
"Your parents are dead. Gomen'nassai, your parents are dead. Your parents are dead. YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD!"
"ARGGGGH! MURDERER!" Choujirou sprang awake screaming.
Komamura sprang awake and took hold of Choujirou,
"Chouji, Chouji, what's wrong?"
"LIAR! MURDERER! MURDERER!" Chouji cried flailing his arms at Komamura.
"WHAT? WHO? Chouji, it's me, It's Komamura!" Komamura shook Chouji
Chouji came to consciousness and looked around, alarmed. He gasped and blew a great sigh of relief when he saw that it was morning and that he was in his own bed, in his Komo's arms.
"Chouji, what's wrong, was it that nightmare again?" Komamura was still alarmed
Chouji let himself be snuggled tightly by Komamura,
"Yeah, sorry Komo-san, it was just a bad dream." He whispered tiredly.
"No it's not just a bad dream Chouji, is there something you're not telling me?" Komamura asked sternly, his eyes boring into Chouji, searching for an answer.
Chouji suddenly went limp and started sobbing into Komamura's shoulder.
"My parents…I haven't told you everything….my parents weren't killed in battle, they were murdered. And HE, he have the guts to act all honorable, acting as if by raising me he had done my parents a big favor! He's a liar! And a Murderer! He's worse than Aisen!"
Komamura sighed,
"I'm sorry you've had to carry that weight all this time Chouji-kun, but who? Who's the murderer? Let me help you avenge your parents."
Choujirou's expression turn from fear to that of loath as he growled
"Yamamoto, Genryuusai Shigekuni!"
A crack of thunder boomed outside, reflecting how Komamura was feeling hearing that name. his eyes went wide in shock,
"Yamamoto-sama? But, that can't be! There must be some misunderstanding!"
"I witnessed it Komo-san! I saw Yamamoto turn his blade on his comrades and slaughtered them with my own eyes!"
Komamura shook his head, unbelieving,
"It's just a nightmare, Chouji-kun, it's –"
"Yes it is a nightmare, Komo-san, a nightmare that have haunted me for the past two centuries! I was ten year old then, I don't remember much of it…but I've had this reoccurring nightmare since their death, and recently, it's been frequent! My parents are shinigamis right under his order , they failed him and he butchered them!" Sasaskibe cried
"That doesn't sound like Yamamoto-sama, Chouji-kun, are you sure it's him?" Komamura had managed to calm down a little.
"Of course I'm sure! I saw it with my own eyes! There is no mistaking that man!"
"But if it has happened over 200 years ago, why now? Why have it just recently bothered you? And why have you served him loyally for all these years if you knew he was your parents' murderer?" Komamura questioned.
Choujirou was sobbing now,
"I hated him, I wanted nothing but to take his own zanpakutou and stab him to death right then and there, but I was only a kit, and he was already the Soutaichou of the Juusan Gotei. He told me to come with him, and he'll train me and help me avenge my parents, I thought it was strange too; why would he want that? But I saw that it was my only opportunity to get revenge. So I followed him, and trained under him, and he was so kind to me, at one point he felt like family. As I got older and wiser, I thought that maybe his kindness is how he is repaying for his sin, so I learned to let go….But recently, the dreams came back, and I keep hearing voices that asks me, 'how could you forget about your parent's murder? How could you forgive the man who slaughtered your parents?' I think it's my parents, coming from the grave to tell me to revenge them, I can't ignore that!"
Komamura gave a heavy sigh,
"Chouji, think about it just for a minute won't you? You of all people should know Yama-jii the best, he would never raise arms against his subordinates unless they are proven to be truly wicked. And if your parents are the kind-hearted people I know they are, even if Yama-jii had sinned against them, they would not haunt you to revenge them."
"You don't know that!" Chouji snapped.
"True, I don't know them, but I know you, and if they were able to give birth to a sweet, loving person as you are, they can't be so wicked. And Chouji, I know you, you're not the type of man to say 'never forgive, never forget' there must be more to this, we just need to figure out what it is."
"Are you telling me I can't avenge my parents?" Chouji cried
"I'm not saying that," Komamura replied, keeping calm, "I'm saying that, we need to talk to Yama-jii and get the whole story, and be sure we take your vengeance out on the real murderer, okay Chouji?"
Choujirou finally calmed down a bit, he nodded tiredly.
"Now go back to sleep Chouji, you need your rest."
Komamura lowered Choujirou back down to the bed and snuggled up tight against him.
"Arigatou Gozaimasu, Komo-san." Choujirou mumbled.
"Hmm? What for, Chouji-kun?" Komamura asked, but Choujirou was already fast asleep again.
…Meanwhile in Las Noches…
Ichimaru Gin strutted into the throne room where Aizen and Tousen were already present.
"OHAIO!" Gin greeted his comrades with his usual Kitsune smile.
"Do not act so exuberant Ichimaru, it's revolting." Tousen snapped, coolly.
"Do not act so ominous Tousen, it's appalling." Gin retaliated, still grinning from ear to ear.
"ahaha, now, now, break it up you two." Aizen laughed, the fake pleasant smile on his face. "Now, how did your mission go, Gin?"
"Peeerfeect!" Ichimaru replied happily, bearing his teeth, "fell right for it, and he calls himself a kitsune!"
"Splendid!" Aizen laughed coolly
TBC
A/N: Is Yama-jii really Sasaskibe's parents' murderer? What does Ichimaru Gin has to do with this mess? What is Aizen planning? look forward to the next chapter to find out! for now R&R Please
